You really need to invest in a new computer, just get a netbook or something for the time being until you can afford something good, because anything would be better than something that blue screens frequently.

PP: That one friend who always wants to shoehorn their favorite topic into anything anyone is talking about at any point.

"IN MY POLITICAL STUDIES CLASS WE'RE TALKING ABOUT SOME STUFF AND IT'S COOL BUT I THINK WE SHOULD TALK MORE ABOUT LGBTQ+""YEAH, THIS GAME IS COOL AND ALL, BUT THE DON'T REALLY RESPECT THE LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY"

WE GET IT. JESUS CHRIST. WE KNOW YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT REALLY BAD BECAUSE YOU JUST ADD IN FUCKING LETTERS AND SYMBOLS. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT Q+ STANDS FOR. NOBODY FUCKING DOES.

"Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, & Questioning" says one website. I'm assuming the "+" is for whatever else that'll fall into that's related but may be in a category of its own. *shrug*

maybe wanting to talk about it is his way of opening the door to his closet? Sounds like obsessive thoughts to me, and it's something he's worried about for whatever reason he may have. Suggest to him to talk to a counselor to help him allay any fears/thoughts/concerns he may have.

This feel when you tell some girl how you feel, you realize that she's like, a grownup now, you're instantly fine with that, you're bored for a while so you sort out all of your crayons, your friend texts you with promises of whiskey, you oblige and imbibe, you wake up, bum a ticket off of a total stranger to get home, get home, come downstairs, and type all of this comma-splicing bullshit.

PP: So awhile back I got a response from that girl saying shes sorry and I'm right to move on, but shes ignored any message I've sent since then... Despite saying I was going to move on from her I still have feelings for her and just wanted to know if she was ever going to come back, but I don't think she is, I sent one last heartfelt message which she promptly deleted, so I guess that's pretty much. It really hurts, she was a good friend, and I think the little internet relationship we had going could have led somewhere good. Oh well.

Related PP: So lonely lately.

EDIT: PP: My stomach is killing me, I think I ate too much popcorn and drank too much pepsi at the theater.